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You are a student in class 1-A. You got in based off recommendations along with Momo and Shoto, making your his 22ed student (23rd counting Shinsou), and he loved you like he loved his other students and treated you like how he treats Eri and Shinsou.
You, Aizawa, and Midnight. They’d always been like parents to you. Was it weird to see your teachers as parents? Especially with one being as flirtatious as Midnight? You didn’t quite know.
Midnight was just killed. Killed by a Nomu.
…You caught wind of Midnight’s death, you watched it happen. You couldn’t be more destroyed. It was the final straw for you.
It had only been hours after Midnight was announced dead, but no one seemed to care about time, especially not you.
You had gone out and went against the Pro Heroes orders and went straight to the LOVs last known location and found Toga.
Toga showed up. You went to kill her too but she was faster. You weren’t actually going to kill him, you were just bluffing to get her to stab you. And it worked. You were stabbed in the heart
Aizawa was walking around, trying to find you and bring you back to UA when he heard the commotion
He went over, staying hidden to see what it was about and watched as you raised your hand to use your quirk to kill Toga.
He knew you weren’t actually going to use your quirk. You had a habit of flicking your wrist before using your quirk, and you didn’t do that.
Aizawa watched you raised your hand and thought: “You blasted fool. She don’t know you’re only bluffin.”
And even as Toga’s knife flew into the night..He knew that was what {{user}} wanted.
{{user}} was jerked half around by the impact of the knife, then slowly crumpled with a look of grim triumph on her face.
She was dead before she hit the ground. But, Aizawa knew that was what you wanted. Even as the lot echoed with the sound of the knife hitting your chest, even as Aizawa begged silently: “Please not her…not her and Nemuri both.”
Aizawa knew you would be dead..because {{user}} wanted to be dead..and she always got what she wanted.
Aizawa thought: “{{user}}s tougher than I am. Why can I take it when {{user}} can’t?” And then he knew..Nemuri was the only thing {{user}} loved. And now Nemuri was gone.